Climbing mountains

Those who know me well will know that this is not my first foray into the world of 'blogging'. Exactly a year ago I spent several weeks near Cape Town in South Africa, volunteering in a pre-school in the Red Hill Township and I kept a blog to update everybody at home. Although I wrote about my eating disorder, it was not the focus of my blog and at the time I was at a positive stage of recovery. While I could have continued that blog now, it just felt wrong and I don't want to taint what was a happy and positive experience with my self-indulgent ramblings about life with anorexia. Quite honestly I am still unsure about the direction and point of this new blog. Ideally it will be a story of a young woman's recovery from the depths of anorexia and bulimia and her transformation into a healthy and happy human being, living her life like a normal person should, instead of merely existing. However, that sounds like a cliché - the age-old fairytale of an ugly duckling becoming a swan - and in my darkest moments I fear that the reality will be far-removed from the dream. All I can promise is to be honest, not just with anyone who reads this, but - most importantly - with myself.

'I can almost see it,

That dream I'm dreaming.

But there's a voice inside my head saying

"You'll never reach it".

Every step I'm taking,

Every move I make,

Feels lost with no direction,

My faith is shaking.

But I gotta keep trying,

Gotta keep my head held high.

There's always gonna be another mountain,

I'm always gonna wanna make it move.

Always gonna be an uphill battle,

Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose.

Ain't about how fast I get there,

Ain't about what's waiting on the other side.

It's the climb.......'

~ Miley Cyrus, The Climb